Troy and Gabriella hurried into their hotel room after their plane trip to New York City. Gabriella

immediately plopped down on the bed, grabbed Troy's arm and pulled him down next to her.

"What do you want, honey?" he asked kindly, pressing his nose to her cheek.

"Snuggles," Gabriella answered.

"Already? Gabs, we just got here, baby girl."

"I'm tired after that plane ride."

"Well, okay, my love," Troy agreed, lying down next to her and pulling her close to him. "This bed is way

bigger than mine," he commented.

"You mean ours?" Gabriella asked hopefully.

"Yeah, sorry baby girl."

"Well I hope this doesn't mean you won't snuggle with me tonight when we're asleep."

"It doesn't. This bed is way too big, actually."

"Yeah, for us anyways. Our bed at home is only a twin, so we're forced to snuggle," Gabriella said. "I meant

that in a good way," she added.

"I know, but you're my snuggle girl, so I don't mind at all."

Just then, a knock was heard at the door. "Troy, can we come in?" It was his dad.

"Well you need a key card to get in, but I'll come open the door for you," Troy said.

"Noooo!" Gabriella whined. "Don't leave me!"

"I'll be right back," Troy promised, quickly touching his lips to her cheek before opening the door. Both his

parents walked in.

"Do you like your room?" Mr. Bolton asked as Troy went back over to the bed to hug Gabriella.

"Yes," Troy said.

"So do I," Gabriella said, putting her head on Troy's shoulder.

"You look like you want something from me," Troy told Gabriella, gently tapping her nose with his finger.

Gabriella laughed and whispered in his ear, "I want my snuggles."

"What did she tell you, Troy?" asked Mrs. Bolton.

"Nothing," Troy said.

"You can tell them if you want, Troy," Gabriella said.

"She just wanted to tell me that she wants her snuggles," Troy said.

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Bolton asked.

"Every night in bed I snuggle up to Troy," Gabriella explained. "And we have our snuggle time now. We just

relax, hug, and kiss each other during it."

"Okay then...." Mrs. Bolton said. "Troy, I'm surprised you give Gabriella that much affection. You never really

liked being hugged that much before."

"Until I met my snuggle girl," Troy said, kissing Gabriella's nose. "She always says 'Troy, I want my snuggles

now'".

"Okay, you two are kind of getting carried away with details," Mr. Bolton said.

"Okay, Dad, we'll stop," Troy said.

"Yeah, we didn't come to hear about everything you so when we're not around," Mrs. Bolton agreed.

"Well, what did you come here for?" Troy asked. "Because me and Gabby want to get back to our snuggles."

"We just wanted to see if you got settled in yet, but I'm guessing you did," Mrs. Bolton said. "So we'll leave

now."

"Okay, see you later, Mom, Dad," Troy said as his parents walked out the door.

"Bye," Troy's parents both said, shutting the door behind them.

"Troy, get under the covers with me and take a nap," Gabriella said, kissing Troy's cheek.

"Okay, okay, I'm coming," Troy said.

Troy and Gabriella pulled back the covers, snuggled close, and closed their eyes. They only took up half of the

king-sized bed. When they woke up two hours later, they looked out their window and saw that it was pouring

rain.

"Wanna go outside and get wet?" Troy asked.

"Why?" Gabriella asked her fiancé, giving him a confused look.

"You already picked something to do. Now I get to," Troy said.

"Okay," Gabriella said. She followed Troy over to the door. He opened it, and they went outside, large

raindrops falling all over them.

"Now what?" Gabriella asked.

"Now we have to kiss," Troy said, putting his hand under Gabriella's chin and pressing his lips onto hers.

Gabriella kissed back. "Okay, now what?"

"Now we just sit here on the sidewalk," Troy said, sitting down.

"Okay," Gabriella said, sitting down next to him.

They sat out there for about five minutes. Then Troy said, "Okay, let's go inside."

"That was fun!" Gabriella said.

"I know it was. It's just like in high school when we were on the roof of the school dancing and almost kissing

in the rain."

"We have good memories," Gabriella said.

Troy looked at the clock. "Well it's only four o' clock. So you want to get dried off and think of something to

do?"

"Sure. I'm getting cold since the air conditioner is on in here."

"I'll go turn it down," Troy said.

"Are there any towels in here?" asked Gabriella, going into the bathroom to look for one.

"Are there? If there are, get me one, too," Troy said.

"Yeah, there's only two, though. "What if we want to have a shower later?"

"Then we'll go to the front desk and ask for more."

"Troy, you think of everything."

"Just bring the towels out," Troy said.

STARTING HERE THIS MIGHT START GETTING A LITTLE T-RATED.

"Okay, just hold on a minute," Gabriella said.

"Why?" Troy asked. "I'm getting water all over the carpet."

"That's why I'm undressing in here," Gabriella said. "I'm just going to leave my wet clothes on the floor."

"Oh," Troy said. "You're smart." He went into the bathroom, where he saw Gabriella beginning to dry herself

off. "Need help?" he asked her.

"Sure, if you want," Gabriella said.

Troy took her towel from her and started rubbing her arms dry. "You're shivering," he said, pulling her close

to him. "I'll get you dried off and warm as soon as I can." He began rubbing her hair dry, grabbing her comb off

the counter and quickly running it through her hair. He dried it a bit more again.

"Troy, I'm really cold. She had her arms crossed in front of her, trying to keep out the cold.

"I'll try to hurry," Troy said, wiping her face off and covering just about every inch of it with kisses.

Gabriella kissed his cheek, uncrossed her arms, and hugged him. "You look kind of cold, too," she said. "Why

don't I start drying you off?"

"Okay," Troy said. He started unbuttoning his shirt.

"Come here," Gabriella said, grabbing a towel.

"Gabby, do you wanna take a hot bath with me?" Troy asked.

"Sounds warm. I'll fill up the tub." She turned around and started putting water in the tub. Soon it was full.

Troy lifted Gabriella into the tub, then got in with her. He sat down, and pulled Gabriella onto his lap,

wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her cheek.

"I'm getting warmer," Gabriella said, snuggling into Troy.

"Me, too," Troy said.

Gabriella closed her eyes and relaxed. Soon she was asleep. They sat like that for a while. Then Troy gently

nudged her. "Gabby, baby," he said, kissing her cheek. "Honey, wake up."

Gabriella slowly opened her eyes and lifted her head. "How long was I asleep?"

"Almost an hour I would guess."

"I didn't annoy you, did I?"

"No, but falling asleep in a bathtub is an odd place to fall asleep," Troy said, kissing her nose.

"I know," Gabriella said, laughing. "But even after I took a nap earlier I was still a little tired, and being in

your lap felt nice."

"You can be crazy sometimes, my love," Troy said. "Now do you actually want to wash up or do you just want

to sit here?"

"Can you wash me up?' Gabriella asked, looking at Troy.

Troy nodded, grabbed a washcloth from the side of the tub, poured soap on it, wet it, and began to rub it over

Gabriella's body, being as gentle as he could.

"Mmmm, that feels good," Gabriella said.

When Troy finished, he handed her the washcloth. "Now wash me up," he said.

Gabriella got more soap on the washcloth and began to rub Troy's body with it in the same gentle way he had

rubbed hers.

"That feels good," Troy said.

Gabriella smiled and kissed his cheek. When she finished, they splashed each other with water to rinse off.

"Wildcat, you know we're splashing water out of the tub."

"I know," Troy said, hugging her. "But we have room service, it'll get cleaned up."

Gabriella laughed and hugged Troy back.

"Now let's wash each other's hair," Troy suggested, grabbing a bottle of shampoo.

"Okay, me first."

"Okay," Troy agreed with a laugh. He poured some onto his hand and began rubbing it through Gabriella's

dark hair. She did the same to him, then they both took turns leaning back to rinse it off.

"Love you so much," Gabriella said.

"Love you, too," Troy said.

They then heard a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" Troy called.

"It's us," came his mom's voice.

"Can you tell us what you want? We're in the bathroom now."

"Can Gabriella get the door?"

"I said WE'RE in the bathroom now."

"I'm not even going to ask how you're both going to the bathroom at the same time."

"We're not, we're taking a bath."

"Both of you? You're having a bath time together? How cute!"

"Everyone says we're a cute couple."

"Alright, well call us when you're done. We were just going to see if you were ready for dinner yet, but I can

see you're not."

"Okay, well, we're almost done now."

"Okay, well just call us."

"Okay."

"It's a good thing she thought it was cute," Gabriella commented.

"I know," Troy said, kissing her cheek.

"Can we do this again?" asked Gabriella.

"Of course. Now are you done?"

"Five more minutes."

"Well my parents are going to get annoyed with us for not being ready real soon, but I could stay here

forever."

"I that a yes, Wildcat?"

"Yes."

"Okay." Gabriella smiled at him, then splashed him.

"Honey, what was that for?"

"I wanna have a water fight," Gabriella said. "Could we....please?"

"Okay, baby girl." Troy splashed her back.

"I'm gonna get you," Gabriella said, splashing him. Troy quickly splashed her back.

"Gabby, you know I'm gonna win."

"I don't think so."

Troy lifted Gabriella onto his lap. "Well guess what, baby girl?"

"What?"

"I think five minutes is up."

"Okay," Gabriella said reluctantly and stood up.

Troy stood up with her and lifted her out of the tub before climbing out himself. "There you go, honey. I'll get

you dried off in a sec."

"Okay."

Troy grabbed a towel and gently rubbed his fiancé dry with it, kissing her as he went. When he finished, he

wrapped her in the towel and gave her a half-kiss-half-love-bite on the cheek.

"Wildcat! That hurt!" Gabriella said as she began rubbing Troy dry with the other towel.

"Sorry! It was a love-bite, baby!"

"Not a painless one!"

"Well how is a bite supposed to be gentle?"

"You could have made it a little gentler!" Gabriella wrapped the towel around Troy's waist and gave him a

half-kiss-half-love-bite on his cheek. "Just to get back at you."

"Baby girl!"

"I told you it hurt me."

"Well you did it harder than I did it to you!"

"No I didn't!"

"Yes you did, my love."

"You just called me your love-you aren't serious!"

"Are you kidding? I never call you Gabriella anymore!"

"Yes you do!"

"When did I?"

"Just now!"

"Oh, I guess I did. Well let's just get dressed and ready for dinner."

"Wildcat, get me dressed."

"Gabby! Are you helpless?"

"No."

"Just kidding. What do you want to wear?"

"Pick something for me."

"Okay." Troy walked over to their suitcase and picked up a light blue dress. "Here, is this good?"

"Yes," Gabriella said, unwrapping the towel from around her so Troy could dress her.

"Okay." Troy dressed her, then made her dress him. Gabriella dried her hair, combed it, and put on a little

makeup. Troy then called his parents. "You look nice," he said, turning around seeing Gabriella.

"Thanks, Wildcat. Can we have bath time again when we get back?"

"One bath a day is good."

"Aw," Gabriella said in disappointment.

"But we can have snuggle time," Troy suggested.

Gabriella smiled and hugged him. "Thanks!"

They both heard a knock at their door. "This must be my parents."

Troy walked over to the door followed by Gabriella.

"I just have to slip on my shoes," Gabriella said, slipping into a pair of her white sandals that were right by the

door.

"Okay," Troy said, answering the door. But when he opened it, it wasn't his parents he saw. "What?" he said.

Gabriella turned around and looked, opening her mouth in shock. "What?"